Hi, sorry I haven't updated for so long! Well, today's the last day of school, so I should be updating a lot more frequently! So yay! Here's the chapter!
It was Christmas, and there was a party at Grimmauld Place. Even the usual dreary atmosphere was replaced by happiness and festivity.
Sirius had taken his loads of time trapped in the house to put up a Christmas tree. The Weasley twins helped out a bit too. They'd taken a liking to Sirius. And I just realized that I was related to Sirius. He was my third cousin.
"Sirius Orion Black!" Mum scolded. "Stop drinking Firewhiskey! This is a party! And there are teens here!"
"Aw, but if it's a party, then the kids should know that adults like to drown their problems in alcohol," Sirius whined like a little boy.
"You're setting a bad example, Padfoot. How about you dance with Nymphadora instead," Dad suggested.
"Tonks, Remus, please! It's Tonks!" Mum shrieked.
"Brilliant idea, Moony," Sirius grinned devilishly. "May I have this dance, Nymphy?"
Mum glared at Dad jokingly before dancing with Sirius. "You owe me!" she whispered. Dad snickered.
"Sirius! Come here a moment! Tonks, dear, do you mind if I steal him for a minute?" Molly asked. She lead him away from my parents and took him to the dark corner of the room. "Did you hang up the mistletoe?"
"Yeah, it's everywhere. Emmeline had to kiss Alastor, what a laugh that was," Sirius sighed. Then he perked up again. "But don't worry, there's absolutely no way Tonks can get out of here without getting a smooch from Moony."
"Alright. Get back to your cousin. And maybe you should get Remus to dance with her," said Molly.
"Good idea. Time to commence operation Remus-and-Tonks-Dance-and-Kiss."
Mum and Dad still haven't danced, and the party was over in an hour. It was already midnight. Victoire was slumping over onto the floor, almost asleep.
"Victoire, please stay awake! We gotta see them kiss!" I pleaded.
"What if they don't?" she asked.
"Then we'll go to sleep right away. Or how about I wake you when they do kiss," I said.
"Okay," she replied. She fell asleep almost instantly. I chuckled slightly.
"Victoire!" I shouted.
"Wha?" She sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Are they kissing?" She got up and stumbled beside me.
"No, I just did that to wake you up," I laughed.
"Jerk." She swatted my arm playfully and went back to her spot on the ground.
While she was asleep, I walked around. Harry and Ginny were talking beside the fire. Ron and Hermione were having an argument about house elves. Dad was talking to Kingsley Shacklebolt. Mum was trying to get Mad-Eye to dance. Emmeline Vance and Hestia Jones were giggling in the corner about Sirius, who was drunkenly dancing around the room singing Christmas carols.
"Ooh la la!" Fred and George called from the corner when Sirius and Hestia were caught under the mistletoe. Hestia blushed scarlet, and Sirius kissed her sloppily before pulling her to the middle of the room to dance. Emmeline was having a good laugh about her best friend.
Now only thirty more minutes till the kiss.
"Teddy?" Victoire's tired voice came from the floor. I looked down and smiled.
"Hi. C'mon over here, I think they might dance!" I said excitedly. We walked through Arthur, Kingsley and Ron before we got to them.
They were dancing slowly in the corner, Dad mostly concealed by the shadows. But the calm, peaceful, happy look was unmistakable. Even Ron and Hermione could see it, and let's face it, they're hopeless. I have no idea how they even got married. They must've been pushed to the edge by Harry and Ginny.
"Do you think if I will myself, I could get Sirius to hang mistletoe above them?" I asked Victoire quickly.
"I don't think you'll have to," she said, and pointed towards them.
Mistletoe sprouted delicately over Mum and Dad's heads. They both looked up at the same time. Dad blushed, and Mum looked around to see Sirius, Fred and George winking at her. Dad pecked Mum briefly on the cheek before Sirius threw a piece of bread at his face. Dad was hit, but before it fell to the ground, he caught it and threw it into Sirius' open mouth. Fred and George howled with laughter and Sirius spit it onto the ground.
"Boys," I heard Molly mutter before kissing Arthur, for they were another pair caught unexpectedly under the mistletoe.
"Kiss, kiss, kiss!" The whole room shouted to Mum and Dad. There were cat calls and wolf whistles, so they finally relented. It was a brief pressing of the lips.
"That's sad, I could kiss Alastor longer than that!" Sirius shouted. Everyone laughed, and Moody looked disturbed and amused at the same time.
"Try that Black, and you'll be a dead man," he threatened in his usual growl.
The last couple songs were mostly slow songs. Mum and Dad didn't dance with each other again. The rest of Christmas was spent watching most of the Order leave Grimmauld Place and into the snowy night.
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